After rejecting Julien, Vanessa was completely relieved.
She had more than one million dollars in her bank account after selling the jewelleries and evening gowns. Even if she didn't sell the house, she still had enough money to pay for a fraction of Lawrie's medical bills for the time being. As for the remaining funds, she could take advantage of this time to think of other ways to get the money.
When Vanessa got back to the hospital, Lawrie was still on drips and he looked extremely listless.
Vanessa stood at the side of the bed and gently stroked Lawrie's head. "Lawrie, I'm back."
Lawrie blinked his reddened eyes and said, "Mommy, I'm hurting so much. I want to go home with you."
Vanessa kissed him and comforted, "You have to stay here. I'll bring you home once you're well, okay?"
Lawrie shook his head. "No, Mommy. I will die if I stay here. I don't want to stay here."
Vanessa caressed his head and said, "Lawrie, the hospital is a place to make you healthy again. Once you've recovered, I promise you that I'll bring you home right away. As long as you listen to the doctors, you definitely will not die."
Listening to such a young child talking about death, Vanessa was heartbroken. However, she couldn't show it. She must not let her emotions affect Lawrie.
With an innocent face, Lawrie asked in reply, "Really?"
Vanessa nodded. "Of course."
Lawrie asked in a soft voice, "Mommy, when will I become healthy again?"
Vanessa said, "Very soon."
Lawrie asked, "How soon?"
Vanessa did not know how to answer Lawrie.
Were children these days this smart?
She couldn't even give him an ambiguous answer.
Lawrie asked again, "Mommy, how long will it take?"
Vanessa said, "It's hard to say. But if you stay happy, listen to the doctor and take your medicine every day, you should recover very soon."
In fact, even if Vanessa were to tell Lawrie a specific time, this little fellow wouldn't know how long it actually was anyway. However, Vanessa did not want to lie to him.
Lawrie nodded. "Okay. I will not cry anymore when the doctor gives me an injection and I will eat the medicine on time. I will do my best to make myself healthy again. Then, we can go home together, right, Mommy?"
Vanessa said with relief, "That's right."
Lawrie was so sensible that Vanessa could not help but feel sorry for him. He was only a three-year-old child, but he was much more mature than his peers.
Winnie said, "Our Lawrie is really a sensible boy."
Lawrie said happily, "My Mommy is a good girl, so am I."
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